Although disappointed, but not completely disappointed.
How should I put it...if a man can't even protect his virginity, then he probably can't protect it no matter what.
But that's all it seems to be for the "Prophecy Diary".
It seems quite bluffing, but in the end it’s useless and it can’t change the future.
Wu Quanchong nodded to the confused old ghost, "Wait a moment."
Then he slipped to the table and opened his notebook.
Sure enough, the last paragraph he wrote about Lao Chang was all gone.
It's just like when I was writing a novel and the content was censored without authorization.
Gee, I thought it was a meme or something awesome at the level of causality that can rewrite reality, but it turns out that it just predicts the future, and its scope of use is also very limited.
Wu Que casually threw the diary into the drawer, then looked back at the old man whose face was covered with corpses, "Uncle, what do you do?"
The old man looked at Wu Que with green eyes without black eyes. His iron-blue face was covered with corpse spots, and his face was criss-crossed with grooves, and every wrinkle was filled with the traces of time.
Wu Que took a closer look and almost laughed out loud.
This old ghost really has a name written on the left side of his face!
Li Xiuyuan?
The name is quite nice.
Wu Que looked at it for a moment and found that the old ghost was surrounded by a faint black mist.
Well...if according to Lin Sen, the wandering soul is gray and the earthbound one is white, then the black one is the evil ghost.
The wandering soul basically does no harm, and the earthbound cannot leave the place where it is possessed.
It's a pity that even the black evil ghost can fall into his own "spiritual illusion".
The ghost uncle didn't reply to Wu Que's words. Instead, he started to ask in surprise, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
Wu Que opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say, "You ask me?"
Laughed.
For an evil ghost to ask others whether they are humans or ghosts is the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"You really shouldn't ask, you must be a human." Uncle Ghost nodded, "There are no ghosts in this world."
Wu Que's mouth twitched, "Are you sure?"
"Of course." Uncle Ghost looked serious, "I am a staunch materialist."
Wu Que was amused, "Then who are you? Don't tell me that you think you are human."
"No, I must have died, and I died of stomach cancer." The old man was straightforward, "I am a heroic spirit."
"Heroic Spirit?" Wu Que sneered, "I don't draw cards. Huh?"
He reacted suddenly, and then looked at Uncle Li Xiuyuan up and down, with surprise and uncertainty on his face.
Although this Uncle Li's face is black and pale, and the corpse spots are thick, and his eyes are weird blue and white without black eyes, his expression is not ferocious. The name on the left cheek should be a tattoo, and there is a tattoo on the right cheek.
Scar. He was still wearing that old-fashioned military green military uniform and a pair of dark blue cloth shoes.
Heroic Spirit actually does not mean something Western, nor is it something in the game.
This is something that has been recorded in books and souls since ancient times.
This has been recorded in "Book of the Later Han·Biography of Wang, Liu, Zhang, and Li, etc." or "Neng Gaizhai Man Lu·Recording Poems" or "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai", and there are countless ancient poems.
The so-called heroic souls are the heroic souls of martyrs and the heroic souls of revered people after their death.
Combined with the man's clothes and the fact that he is a firm materialist...
Wu Que's expression was unusually serious, "Uncle, who are you?"
"Li Xiuyuan, an ordinary retired old man, died of stomach cancer." Old Li was straightforward.
Then he persuaded me nicely, "Young man, you're a nice person. Let's go quickly. I can barely control my consciousness now. I have to find a bad person to get rid of me quickly."
The black mist escaping from his body gradually became thicker, and a pair of eyes glowed with green light. Moreover, his expression became more ferocious, and it was obvious that he was restraining something.
Wu Que suddenly had a realization. He was afraid that when a ghost grows to the evil ghost stage, it will be unable to control its desire to kill.
But this man's righteousness is so powerful that he only kills bad guys after possessing him.
After this point, you can check with Lin Sen. If the previous deceased were all bastards, then you are absolutely right.
"Then uncle, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Uncle Li was startled for a moment, then fell into deep thought.
After a while, he shook his head and said, "It seems not. I have lived a wonderful life. I will be over ninety when I die. I should have died long ago."
Wu Que then asked, "What about your family, uncle? Maybe you have some unfulfilled wishes related to them."
To put it simply, anyone who turns into a ghost after death has a great obsession.
Regardless of whether it is resentment or something else, it must be the kind that can be remembered for a lifetime, or it may be the strongest obsession in my heart when I die.
If the obsession is really not deep, it is impossible to become a ghost.
Li Xiuyuan's blue ghost eyes were blank, "I don't know... I feel like I can't remember anything."
This is embarrassing.
Wu Que summoned the Six Paths Roulette in his mind and glanced at the screen with the corner of his eye.
Laughing to death, the mission was not triggered at all.
【Ding dong!】
Wu Que perked up, "Good guy! This is coming!"
[The commission ‘Old Warrior’s Last Wish’ has been triggered. Do you want to accept it? 】
Laughing to death, can you still accept this?
"accept."
[The commission ‘The Old Soldier’s Last Wish’ has been accepted. 】
[Reward: Yin virtue*3000, Yang reward*3000]
[Note: I want to eat hot pot...]
Wu Que: "..."
What kind of obsession is this?
Could it be that the thing that Uncle Li will never forget until his death is eating hot pot?
Wu Que thought for a moment and took out the rice cooker again, "Uncle, if you don't mind..."
Uncle Li's face was full of disgust.
"Okay." Wu Que was speechless.
He immediately changed his clothes and put on a long windbreaker and a scarf, "Uncle, shall we go out to eat?"
There are still many hot pot restaurants that are open 24 hours a day.
There’s nothing wrong with eating hotpot in the middle of the night.
As for hot pot, just order some yourself and try to get it within 300 yuan.
I still have more than 700 yuan on me, which is enough to eat.
It cost less than three hundred yuan to exchange for 3,000 Yin De plus 3,000 Yang Bao. Wu Que thought it was a good deal.
"Okay." The uncle was indeed moved.
He floated behind Wu Que and dived into Wu Que's shadow like a dive. "I'm going to restrain my murderous impulse first. You call me when you get there, young man."
Hey! This old man is so familiar!
Wu Que grinned, took his keys and cell phone and went out.
Close the door, turn off the lights, walk through the long corridor to the elevator, and press the button to enter the elevator in one go.
Because this is the only elevator at the side entrance that leads to the morgue, there are no mirrors.
The elevator went up to the first floor, and with a ding, the door slowly opened.
Wu Que smiled as soon as he raised his head, "Hey, what brought the three of you here? This morgue is not a place to visit."
The visitors were none other than the trio of Lin Sen, Qing Xuan, and Yuan Jue who had just parted ways early this morning.
Lin Sen couldn't hide his tiredness on his face, but he still cheered up after seeing Wu Que, "Mr. Wu, we have been to Professor Ye Sideo's house, and there is no trace of that ghost in his house. I sent you a message at that time. Did you see him?
I couldn’t get through the phone call, so I’ll call you right away. Just hope you’re fine.”
His expression was serious, "Mr. Wu, that ghost has killed many people. According to the rules we speculated, he will definitely come to you before dawn. We specially went back to invite a magic weapon, and the three of us will guard it tonight.
You wait for it to come."
He turned around and gestured, and the young Taoist Qingxuan silently took off an object about three feet long from his back. The object was wrapped in yellow paper with cinnabar charms drawn on it. Judging from its shape, it seemed to be a long sword.
"That's not necessary." Wu Que waved his hand, "Actually, I have already encountered the ghost you mentioned."
He snapped his fingers, "Is Uncle Li here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Que's whole body was wrapped in thick black mist.
A figure also wrapped in black mist slowly emerged from behind him.
"Mr. Wu?! Danger!"
Lin Sen and the other three subconsciously took a few steps back and took a posture as if they were facing a powerful enemy.
"Uncle Li, calm down."
Along with Wu Que's calm voice, the thick black mist that originally enveloped him and even began to spread slowly dissipated, and Li Xiuyuan, who revealed his true form, slowly floated behind Wu Que, like a ghost behind him.
Seeing that cold sweat broke out on the nervous foreheads of Lin Sen and the other three, and their eyes were still as alert as facing a powerful enemy, Wu Que felt funny, "Don't worry, Uncle Li will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Besides, you are afraid of me when I'm here."
What."
Lin Sen and the other two were completely shocked and speechless.
Such a thing...how is it possible?
This is an evil spirit that can unleash ghosts!
I've never heard of evil spirits being subdued and frightened... I've never heard of it!
Not only evil spirits, but also ghosts cannot surrender to living people!
Even if he is not the opponent, he will fight until his resentment and obsession disappear!
Lin Sen looked at Wu Que carefully, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt that Wu Que was mysterious.